Chapter twelve
Pellunis NowhenThey have thwarted him for now, but he will soon try again. What can we do, Fyn?
Fyn shrugs. We must depend on Lutyond to come to his senses. He is the only one who can protect the child.
But this is terrible! The stones say...
Whisht, Hana. Even if Moera has decreed his fate to you, I do not wish to know it. Fyn shakes his head unhappily, knowing he can do nothing to protect his cousin from the dangers that lie ahead.
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Gwenn woke slowly from a deep sleep, as if she were rising to the surface of some still and silent lake. She wondered, as she did so, what happened to you if you died while you were in the Vastness. After all, dead people were supposed to go there after they died. Did it mean you had to go somewhere else instead?
Not that she care
